A Message from The Author: This is a little mini story from Season 12's episode, "Wet."
Warning: Contains strong language and nudity later on. Read at your own discretion.
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Law and Order: SVU. This is for pure entertainment reasons.
Chapter 1: Trip
Something's not right.
Her brown hair sways violently in front of her face when she stumbles while walking around the interrogation room in a nonsensical rant. It hangs over her shoulder lifelessly when she stands still, slightly hunched over to her side. She has this look in her brown eyes. It's not normal. It's clear something's wrong. Elliot begins to pay more attention to his distorted partner. He tracks her every move and jerks a little when she staggers dangerously close to something harmful.
"Why'd you shoot her? Do single mothers remind you of your childless life? Huh? Is finding a man that damn difficult for you to make you go off and kill a happy mother?" Olivia questions him. Her glazed stare tries to focus into Prochick's confused one.
"Detective? Are you okay?" Elliot stands and approaches her.
"I'm fine, Detective." Olivia rolls her eyes and laughs obnoxiously. She smiles like a rebellious teenager smile that thinks lectures and punishments are stupid and a waste of time. Before speaking again, she shifts all of her weight on one leg, letting her hip arrange itself to the weight. Her hair swings to the opposite side, "Come on, El. We're all grown ups here. You don't need to act like a big boy to impress everybody because I'm not impressed. Are you?"
She points at herself when she notices her reflection in the mirror.
Elliot furrows his eyebrows. His eyes dart furiously for an answer to Olivia's strange behavior. His eyebrows relax and his eyes widen as he comes to the disturbing realization.
Olivia is high. She's as high as a kite.
He whips around to see Olivia walking then stumbling again. This time she trips on the leg of the table and Elliot catches her. His hands secure her by the shoulders and he straightens her up. Olivia looks into his eyes. A slow smile creeps across her face, reminding Elliot of the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. High or not, Elliot was still charmed by her pretty smile.
"I'm not feeling myself today, can I feel you?" She slurs and presses her hand onto his crotch.
His smile vanishes in an instant. Elliot jumps back, causing Olivia to release another obnoxious laugh.
"Is there a better time to do this? I could come back…" Prochick chimes in.
Elliot turns to him, "No. Stay there." He demands.
"Look, she needs help-"
"I'm the one who needs help?" Olivia argues and staggers over to him, "I'm not the one who stabbed the Captain with the pickle!"
Elliot wanted to laugh, he wanted to document this to show her when she sobers up, but if she was exposed to the same thing that Lindsey Elding died from then Olivia was in trouble.
"Liv, let's get you to a doctor, okay?" Elliot suggests calmly and lightly touches her shoulder.
After a few seconds, Olivia jerks away and sharply turns around, "Touch me again and I'll cut your fucking balls off." She threatens and turns around.
"Let me take a look at her." Prochick offers and begins to stand.
"No, you," He takes a quick glance at Olivia, "you stay there." Elliot commands and gently nudges Olivia behind him. Vincent notices her unbalanced stance and is quick to speak up.
"Quick, catch her, catch her! She's going to fall."
Elliot turns around rapidly. She stands there without moving at all. Her eyes are half closed. She sways delicately from side to side until she fell forward. Elliot lunges towards her and catches her in his arms. He gently reclines her on the floor and cradles her.
"Liv? Liv!" He immediately checks her neck for a pulse. It's faint but still present.
"Somebody call a bus!" Elliot shouted. "Get medics in here now!" There was a tremendous mix of fear, anger, and extreme irritation in Elliot's voice. He never let Olivia go from his embrace; he only held her closer.
Why weren't they going fast enough?
"What the hell is going on in here?" Cragen exclaimed when he stormed into the room.
"She's high." Vincent spoke up. Elliot wanted to punch him for sounding so proud of himself but there were more important things at the moment.
Two medics pushed past Cragen and forced Olivia out of Elliot's clasp. He watches with concern in his eyes as they take her out on a stretcher. He looks at Cragen, asking a nonverbal question.
"Go." He commands, "We'll finish this later."
Without another word, Elliot darts out of the room and follows Olivia to the ambulance. He didn't' even look back once.
Elliot sits in the hospital room next to Olivia's unconscious body. She lets out a small groan and turns to him.
"El…? Elliot?" She moans.
"It's okay, Liv. I'm here, I'm here." He coos. He takes her hand in his and strokes the top of it with hers. He tries to dismiss the fact that she grabbed his crotch.
"Where am I?" She says with a raspy voice.
"You're in the hospital. You were exposed to-"
She moaned tiredly, "Who's the doctor?" She asks.
Elliot furrows his eyebrows in confusion, "Dr. Dupree. Why?"
Olivia laughs softly and lets it drag on for a few extra seconds, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away but if the doctor is cute, fuck the fruit." She giggles a little more and reaches for him. "Be my doctor, El."
His first reaction was to take her wrist so she wouldn't take hold of his groin again. Elliot looks at her, blinks, and then holds her hand some more. He figures there's no use going into the medical details of why she landed in the hospital. She wouldn't process the information, anyway. Then there is a knock on the door. Dr. Dupree and George Huang appear in the room. Olivia's eyes are half closed and her head wallows from side to side. She stops to try and focus on her new visitors. Her eyes squint at the two.
"How is she?" Dr. Huang asks.
Cra…gen?" She mutters.
"Still a little out of it."
"Well, her symptoms are going to persist in being like this for the rest of the day. It'll slowly wear off as the day ends and she should be back to normal by tomorrow morning. If she's not, then bring her back." The doctor said.
"I wanna go home." Olivia whines in a deep slur. She ran her fingers through her hair and took a piece of hair in between her index finger and thumb and began playing with it, giggling as it flops from side to side.
"She can go. She just needs to be watched."
All eyes turn to Elliot.
"Let's go, Liv." Elliot suggests and wraps her arm around his shoulder. He slowly helps her up but she stops abruptly and brings her hand to her head.
"Who put rocks in my head?" She mutters.
Elliot let out a deep sigh and helps her to his car. As they walked out to the car, Olivia fell onto him multiple times.
"Where are we going now, Elliot?" Olivia slurs.
"I'm taking you home." Elliot replies.
"Let's go out dancing!" Olivia suggests excitedly.
"Maybe another time. You're tired." Elliot says and has her sit in the passenger side.
"But, I told the woman…at the place…that we would go dancing." She looks out the window in a daze, even though her head was spinning. She brings her eyebrows together, "Wait…no…it was the Man in the Yellow Hat."
Elliot quietly chuckles to himself and drives to her apartment. Before he can get out of the car, Olivia jumps out of her side and begins strutting to a musical beat in her head. Her hips swaying the melody from a song she's heard once before. He turns around and sees her walking down the street, taking off her jacket and throwing it on a fence. Then, she tugs at the end of her shirt and starts to pull it over her head.
"Shit." He cursed through his teeth, "Olivia!" Elliot calls out to her as he runs after her. He looks nervously at all the staring pedestrians walking by. Elliot wraps his arm around her waist and turns her around. She stumbles a little while walking but uses Elliot to balance. When they pass Olivia's coat, Elliot snatches it off the fence and throws it over his shoulder.
"Elliot." Olivia said in a whining tone, "Elliot, I'm so hot."
"Fuck." Was all Elliot could think to himself.
"Okay, we're almost inside." He tells her while he leads her inside the apartment building and makes a long journey up the stairs.